[Hook: Ca$h Out]

No domestic violence I put my hands on you

As soon as I walked in she like 'them bands on you'

And if you act right girl, them bands might land on you

You got me feeling like Future I like the stand on you

And you just keep going, going, going

And this money keep blowin', blowin', blowin'

And you just keep going

And this money keep blowin'



[Verse 1: Ca$h Out]

And I'm like round and round and round and round we go

All this money on this floor, girl you can go and touch your toes

A whole brick in ones look like I done signed with the pros

And the way your body move, I thought your momma was a pro

I know that they be watching all this cash that I be blowin'

And I know that they be smelling all this gas that I be blowin'

I walked up in this bitch left pocket cheesecake right pocket still sloppy

And them hoes they run to Ca$h Out and Young Thug, they know we got it

Plus we say we got it

I pull up in that Maybach tell the Valet, hey he got it

Plus the shooter with me, no Master P but yea he bout it

I brought out all my jewelry, now she heard of me

These niggas broke, need surgery



[Hook 2: Young Thug]

As long as we f**kin' I'mma spend my cash on you

You slidin' down the pole, look at that ass on you

And I'm on that young nigga shit, I'm tryna smash on you

On your worst day you a nine like Steve Nash on you

If you just keep goin', goin', goin'

I'mma keep it goin', yea, I'mma keep it goin', yea

So you just keep goin' goin', goin', goin'



[Verse 2: Young Thug]

I'll coax it outta you, I'll coax it outta you

I hope you feel better, why?

Cause the jewelry had you sick, tired of callin' you

When my lifestyle is smoke stank blunts

And ride around with them choppers

And the cars full of niggas like Rastas

Stay on mollys and them my partners

What the f**k you mean baby girl? Ca$h Out the man

And if you ever thinking about robbin', you'll need 1000 plans

But I love you and I trust you

And I never put no one above you, girl

Yea, and I will mind ya, I was lookin' but I couldn't find ya

And when I find ya, I'mma get behind ya like ayyy



[Hook 2: Young Thug]

As long as we f**kin' I'mma spend my cash on you

You slidin' down the pole, look at that ass on you

And I'm on that young nigga shit, I'm tryna smash on you

On your worst day you a nine like Steve Nash on you

If you just keep goin', goin', goin'

I'mma keep it goin', yea, I'mma keep it goin', yea

So you just keep goin' goin', goin', goin'